The measure of your worth
Can sink your weight in gold
Sat by the ivory sill,
The further out you look,
The further out you'll be
It's not enough to set the terms,
If nothing ventured, nothing earned
Though odds are set against,
In time, I'll belong to you, it's how it's meant to be
Settled on your own,
Sweeping dust from stone
With a letter home
Back where the hour's long,
The simplest things invite a thrill
If just by noticing at will
It's not enough to set the terms
If nothing ventured, nothing learned
It's how it's always been
(In Portuguese)
E onde a sorte ha de te levar, saiba o caminho e o fim mais que chegar
E quiera o dia ser, gentil a tua mao, aberta pra quem e
In time, I'll belong to you, it's how it's meant to be, and how it's always been
One too many goals, The measure of your worth Can sink your weight in gold Sat by the ivory sill, The further out you look, The further out you'll be It's not enough to set the terms, If nothing ventured, nothing earned Though odds are set against, In time, I'll belong to you, it's how it's meant to be Settled on your own, Sweeping dust from stone With a letter home Back where the hour's long, The simplest things invite a thrill If just by noticing at will It's not enough to set the terms If nothing ventured, nothing learned It's how it's always been (In Portuguese) E onde a sorte ha de te levar, saiba o caminho e o fim mais que chegar E quiera o dia ser, gentil a tua mao, aberta pra quem e In time, I'll belong to you, it's how it's meant to be, and how it's always been Explain Request ×
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